People are funny.
Before you commit a sentence like “People may say thirty is the new twenty, but those people are all over thirty” to a finished piece, you might want to take a breath, or two, or five, or 74, or as many as you need to before you actually have a thought process about what you are saying. And unless you think to yourself, “well, I’m really planning to stuff the ‘Look Back And Laugh At My Idiotic Former Self’ file with a lot of good material so my later years have something resembling mirth,” MAYBE DON’T DO IT?
"Are you a slut? It’s cool not to be; I just hope you don’t feel left out when all us sluts get matching Pink Ladies jackets and walk in formation like that scene in Reservoir Dogs."
Cool… attempt at being inclusive but really just being snotty about your ability to be “sexually confident”?
apparently ‘pop cultural obsessiveness’ does not extend to knowing titles of the singles spawned by the biggest album in the country? ok then.
I have spent way too much time this weekend trying to wrap my head around the idea of people being excited enough to see Death From Above 1979 to riot.
Mid-naughts nostalgia? Too soon!
pay no attention to the emo behind the curtain
A list of "20 individuals who shape the local conversation" that was 15 women/5 men would be unheard of.
Yet the opposite? Business as usual, friends.